Favorite Verse/s This Year?

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[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]I see, diamond flooded demons, Lamborghini angelsHalos down with the doors flapping when they came throughWindows up, system bumping, you the one they sang toSame two, who said they the ones you should send your thanks throughPockets full of blessings, they can sanctify and saint youYou can hear 'em revving up in heaven now, can't you?Sandals made of chrome, his soul made of leatherAn engine full of sinning and, candy painted feathersThe sound of the motor only reverend you confess toI see this all in the eyes of the girl I'm next toI asked her “Where we going?” and she just told me "Pleasure"Hands on the wheel, and her heels on the accelor--Rator, told her wait up, she kept going like et ceteraBut like a broken record, we’ve come too far to just wheel it back, selectorSo we gon’ ride forever, forever, forever, forever, forever[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]Uh, said she was a fan of mineKnew she was New Jersey, but said that she was AnaheimButterflies turn to suicides, now it's phantoms flyingUsed to whisper in my ear, but now she tryna 'vander mineThat holy feeling (Holyfield) all gone, slowly feeling all wrongNone of this is satisfyin', pull it over, let me outI'll just hitchhike back to mineNothing's really as it seems, yeah I shoulda known thatThought I called a angel, devils had my phones tapped

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]I see, diamond flooded demons, Lamborghini angelsHalos down with the doors flapping when they came throughWindows up, system bumping, you the one they sang toSame two, who said they the ones you should send your thanks throughPockets full of blessings, they can sanctify and saint youYou can hear 'em revving up in heaven now, can't you?Sandals made of chrome, his soul made of leatherAn engine full of sinning and, candy painted feathersThe sound of the motor only reverend you confess toI see this all in the eyes of the girl I'm next toI asked her “Where we going?” and she just told me "Pleasure"Hands on the wheel, and her heels on the accelor--Rator, told her wait up, she kept going like et ceteraBut like a broken record, we’ve come too far to just wheel it back, selectorSo we gon’ ride forever, forever, forever, forever, forever[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]Uh, said she was a fan of mineKnew she was New Jersey, but said that she was AnaheimButterflies turn to suicides, now it's phantoms flyingUsed to whisper in my ear, but now she tryna 'vander mineThat holy feeling (Holyfield) all gone, slowly feeling all wrongNone of this is satisfyin', pull it over, let me outI'll just hitchhike back to mineNothing's really as it seems, yeah I shoulda known thatThought I called a angel, devils had my phones tapped

no lupe...picking one or even picking 100 verses is too hard. lets try fave track on enemy of the state.....popular demand....or say somethin....or yoga flame....or national anthem....dammit...still cant pick one. my fb status EVERY DAY is one of ur verses tht i like for tht hour.....dont ask me to pick. its too hard. here's the verse from today.
"Brave and fly, you backboneless and wingless....bunch a chickens on the strip, im comin for ya fingers!"
itll change in a few hrs....

Malice verse on show out
I'm from the era, of letter to the better
They tell me rap change, well I'm a have to let her
Common loved her, I wish I never met her
They slutted her out, there's nothing left to treasure
Seems all I hear em say niggas, where them dollars at?
Here they go right here till them niggaz holla back
Hit it then I quit, then I step like a welcome mat
That 2010 got me feelin like I'm all of that
Re-up game trinity Liva, me and Pusha T
Got my money right, them haters tight like virginity
They don't understand how I feed off that energy
My table is prepared in the presence of my enemies
and pretty lupe's shining down and every song on enemy of the state

Joe Budden on Microphone
Niggas know i get in on that microphone
Yall dont know where to begin on that microphone
I dont see how yall can win on that microphone
A Pioneer i set trends on that microphone
Decide who you wanna be on that microphone
I see a bunch of little me's, micro-clones
Too many twenty milligram Vic's I'm on
Killed the web it dont matter what site ya on
Say his mouths always running off
I tell em bridge or tunnel, give a fuck how i come across
All these wanna be tough guys, soundin soft
gun go off, have em like a good show just run em off
Treat old timers like fags that dropped the soap
Mic got Alzheimer forgot that they was dope
Too many dogs, not enough barkin yet
Too many blueprints not enough architects
Grime aint started yet, still every bars a mess
Fuck record sales or who the machine markets best
I'm the last ma fucka that yall should test
I'm the sharpshooter, you the nigga i target next
Too many frontin like yall that fly, reachin cuz we set the bar that high

The Coolest..I mean the lyrics here are so raw.
Mabye its just me but the story of The Cool, The Streets, and The Game never bore me to listen to..Just a beautiful theme
But she doesn't see, therefore I spoil
I trip, I fall
run up and raw.
I love her, with all my heart
Every vein, every vessel,
every bullet lodged
With every flower that I ever took apart
She said - that she would give me greatness,
status, placement above the others
My face would grace covers
of the magazines of the hustlers
Paper, the likes of which that I had never seen
Her eyes glow green with the logo of our dreams
The purpose of our scene,
The obscene obsession for the bling
She would be my queen,
I could be her king
Together, she would make me cool
and we would both rule, forever,
And I would never feel pain
and never be without pleasure, ever, again
And if the rain stops,
And everything's dry
she would cry
Just so I can drink the tears from her eyes
She'll teach me how to fly
Even cushion my fall
If my engines ever stall
and I plummet from the sky
But she will keep me high
And if I ever die
She would comission my image on her bosom
To him
Or maybe she'd retire as well
A match made in Heaven set the fires in Hell
and I'll be...

Lu your best verse is always going to be the 3rd from pens and needles....
most poetics portrait of yourself ive ever seen its scary good. gives me chills when i hear it....
The word is mightier than the sword
And my serve is tightier than yours
Like year in St. Louis ya whole flow
I fear I sank through it...
It all became clear,
Like a paramedic with an electric chest kit, YEAH
The gravity of the vocabulary is a caliber equal to Excalibur
Swung wit the grace of Agassi in his amateurs, THERE
There was a deeper depth, don't know how I got here
I also had a hole in my flow,
It appears I sank to it...
My swing, it couldnt be seen
I apply some paint to it, the invisible man
Wrapped in bandages, in critical, CLEAR
The scriptin' of Scorsese the score is Count Basie
We go together like, the original and the sequel
This is the end of the trilogy, ya feelin me?
The pen and the needles...

I ain't worried 'bout you hoes (hose), I don't even need to roll
I turn down your ex like how you put your tires on
Once I get these tires on, I buy a bomb and tie it on
And ride this around the entire song, find a line to drive it on
Park it near a metaphor, wait for it, the timer's on
You can turn your hydrants on, I'll just turn my wipers on
Wipe it off then wipe me down but don't forget about my bomb!

i fall whole to the real they wanna know just how it feel
who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal
and tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real
and yet we heard you got it locked but like dem socks we on your heels
so you best be on your toes nigga
especially on your flows nigga
cause man they keep on checking for me especially all your hoes nigga
catch me on your doorstep you see me let me in
all I wanna do is eat im like the freaky lesbian
now all I wanna do ball on tv knee E S P N
they heard im bout to blow so all my enemies say lets be friends
and all these rappers know just know where im bout to go so catch me then
where all the girls that we knew scream fuck you
go let me in im definiately in a class of my own
and dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton
he just pass the patron
and he aint giving dog is earned if you just live in dog you learn
I let you niggas see the light im like the prison yard I yearn
For that living large but mama I aint done yet
Sit back and watch your son rise
Kick back until yo son set
Forever I aint run yet and I never will
Nas told me lifes a bitch
Pac said fuck the world and I aint come yet
You up yet?
My punchlines like gut checks im raw dog
Im rough sex im on deck im up next
Im godbless im success so fuck stress
You can get the fuck from around me
And if you listening know you wondering
Where the fuck they found me
Im from the ville boy

Domino-in n****'s, delivery is Papa John's, Little Ceasers, uh,
burning down your Pizza Hut...
Plaque collection building 'cause, I dont brush my teeth enough,
yeah, Crack is wack and reefer sucks, you might think this deep as fuck
but this like my weaker stuff,
they ask Is this his day-to-day 'cause this is like a week to us?

The National Anthem 3rd verse.
Yeah, I am back up on the airwaves
feelin' like a solder and i ain't talkin' where the Bears play
Flair, look how i Fred Astaire down the staircase
Finna (fittin' to) be hair-raisin' tortoise versus hare race
So you should hang around here (hair) like some earrings
I know attention's all about how you pair things
So when I want them to hear me out
I just sit them next to some pictures of Rosa splitting with her titties out
And what's written on her titties is what it's really 'bout
Then her vagina is some poor kids from China
Nipples nuclear missiles
Ass is a daughter without a dad
back is Afghanistan, Iraq
Health care hair
Drive-by thighs
Education lips
HIV eyes
Environment feet
Justice get her so wet
brains get you brains
You can fuck her is you protest
But before bust in her face
finish listenin' to the tape
Enemy of the State
Lup put UNKLE on The Cool (Hello/Goodbye), then I was like where's the Radiohead joint.
Then he appeared on US Placers w/ Pharrell and Ye sampling Thom Yorke's The Easers.
Now, a true mixtape classic on a true Radiohead Classic couldn't ask for more. thanks lup

i jus found this stuff so it count for this year
If we could break down those walls / to set you free / we would / cause we out here / and we miss you...
good shit man keep it comin cant wait for lasers
lasers are da future

Take that cool shit, make it lame
Take that nerd shit, make it bang
Yeah, you heard us make it bang
Yeah, you heard me make it bang
Melt the change and make a ring
Take that ring and make a bracelet
Take that bracelet make a chain
Look how far my necklace hang
Connect that chain up to a crane
Pull the game up by the brains
Could not move it just with brains
So I had to use some bling
Shouts to Drizzy, shout to Wayne
Yeezy, Jeezy, Ricky, Fifty, Raekwon, Loso, Gucci Mane
Im not going to drop my name
Sneak that message to the masses, you can call me Chocolate Rain
You might think my wallet drained
Look how far my pockets hang.....
Lupe Fiasco yoga flame..... I loved it

lupe fiasco fire!!!! has so much metaphors and amazing wordplay.
"hell, i don't wanna see ya like a male stripper
as you picture yourself lookin at pictures of male strippers
thats how that i don't wanna go to hell nigga
wish ya well like a wishin well wisher wish itself
it fell at first so now i sail with ya
if it happen to sink, i pitch in with pales
and pitchers, bucket and cup it back to the river
then cover the leak with garbage pail kid stickers
{dynamite} and first aid the way ya saviors
now ya flow look like my bedroom door when i was four
no rockin that boat, or you be swimmin, fo sho
oh, i stay ship shape all aboard
thats just how i roll, when i try and keep the run afloat
hatins a disease and its deadly if you catch it
crabs in the bucket always tryna pull me backwards
position rarely change so they dont really matter
if not the same then similar like asher and mathers
bow."

Awesome blog; now I have more music to hunt down.
Special mention goes to (again) Eminem for My Mom.
"Wait a minute...this ain't dinner, this is paint thinner!"
"Well you ate it yesterday and I ain't hear no complaints, did I?!"

Take that cool shit, make it lame//
Take that nerd shit, make it bang//
Yeah, you heard us make it bang//
Yeah, you heard me make it bang//
Melt the change and make a ring//
Take that ring and make a bracelet//
Take that bracelet make a chain//
Look how far my necklace hang//
Connect that chain up to a crane// - Lupe
^^That's mine in my book, from him

cosign neoretic....jay electronica's last verse on exhibit c....just based on the 1st couple bars...
and fav verses (naw not really but it took me by surprise in a good n funny way) of 2009 go to....
CLEVELAND BROWN!!
Straight outta Stoolbend
A crazy mother***** named Cleveland
This is my left hand and this is my **** hand
Im spittin more wisdom than Morgan Freeman
They call me Hot Brown and the C Bizzle
I dont mind the rain if the rain is just a drizzle
Wizzle Wazzle Woozle Wi
Razzle Dazzle Doozle Di
B.I.G. C.L.E.V.E.
Relatively S.T.D. Free
Dropped Loretta
Now Im doin much betta
Like upgrading to an Escalade from Jetta
Yo, hey Donna, I wanna get on ya
And Im kinda hungry so make some lasagna
I got a son, hes like a big fat Urkel
And when hes in the nude hes like a big fat circle
Did I do that?
Yea, youre big and fat
Drinkin melted butter for a midnight snack
Shoutouts to Rallo, Hello ****
Youre two feet tall with a three foot afro
And the homegirl Roberta
I dont mean to hurt ya
but more dudes have laid on ya than a mattress named Serta
Yall punks must consider me
You cant get rid of me
Im a Cleveland Steamer come and take a big ol **** on me
My flow is so nice
White boys do my voice
And my rhymes are even harder than Sophies choice
first time saw the cleveland show...1st part i ever saw...n i just was like "WTF!!!???" even till now...best part was about cleveland brown jr.:P

The One:
I am going so raw watch me soy sauce wasabi this!
Forever (Eminem's Verse):
There they go, back in stadiums as Shady spits his flow
Nuts they go, macadamian they go so ballistic, whoa
We can make them look like Bozos
He's wondering if he should spit this slow
Fuck no! Go for broke
His cup just runneth over, oh no
He aint had a real buzz like this since the last time that he overdosed
Theyve been waiting patiently for Pinocchio to poke his nose
Back into the game and they know
Rap will never be the same as before
Bashing in the brains of these hoes
And establishing a name as he goes
The passion and the flame is ignited
You cant put it out once we light it
This shit is exactly what the fuck that Im talking about when we riot
You dealin with a few true villains
Whose stand inside of the booth truth spillin
And spit true feelings, until our tooth fillings come flying up out of our mouths
Now rewind it!
Payback muthafucka for the way that you got at me hows it taste?
When I slap the taste out your mouth with the bass so loud that it shakes the place
Im Hannibal Lecter so just in case youre thinking of saving face
You aint gonna have no face to save by the time I'm through with this place

DOOMS' Batty Boyz:
Amazed at all these so-called wannabe players
Showin' off they tip offs to all the free-gayers
Its like a leotard fest
How it got started is any retards guess
Regardless, thats they choice, no hate debate
Becomes a problem when they try ta attempt to go straight
And raise the monster rate in the whole population
Its startin' to affect the Super pimpin occupation
Now, who?s the hater, headline the newspaper
Fate of a fake you out caped crusader
Tied to the tracks, make a damn tram derail
Rap is like scam spam Nigerian e-mail
The man with no beard is more weirder than a she-male
Sucker got bagged on a Temazepam street sale
Told em one of ours set it up, yeah doubt
Did it like the dirty drawls
Wet em up and air it out

My favorite come from The National Anthem:
I know attentions all about how you pair things
So when I want them to hear me out
I just sit them next to some pictures of Rosa splitting with her titties out
And whats written on her titties is what its really about
Then her vagina is some poor kids from China
Nipples nuclear missiles
Ass is a daughter without a dad
Back is like Afghanistan, Iraq
Health care hair
Drive by thighs
Education lips
HIV eyes
Environment feet
Justice get her so wet, brains get you brains
You can f-ck her if you protest
But before you bust in her face, finish listenin to the tape
Enemy of the State

Yoga Flame- Lupe Fiasco
Take that cool shit, make it lame
Take that nerd shit, make it bang
Yeah, you heard us make it bang
Yeah, you heard me make it bang
Melt the change and make a ring
Take that ring and make a bracelet
Take that bracelet make a chain
Look how far my necklace hang
Connect that chain up to a crane
Pull the game up by the brains
Could not move it just with brains
So I had to use some bling
Shouts to Drizzy, shout to Wayne
Yeezy, Jeezy, Ricky, Fifty, Raekwon, Loso, Gucci Mane
Im not going to drop my name
Sneak that message to the masses, you can call me Chocolate Rain

Vise Futura -
All systems are a go,
Machines,
Flow like water upstream,
i advise you dont drink it,
cause the water's not clean,
major water crisis, so
yes im going green,
lupe is a hybrid,
and i am just a buyer, angel wings on pivot
safe trip to the higher, but i rather call it mission
but no further ados, enough intermissions
lupe climb to thee escape, enemy of the state.